‘What… was that?’0

What on earth… were the memories that would occasionally pop into my head? 0

The memories felt like dreams. The fragmented memories were blurry and were like mists. The memories that suddenly popped into my head without warning would either make me smile or sad. My cherished comrades, no, family…0

I remembered greeting them from the terrace as I looked down at the garden, and I remembered releasing a hearty laugh while having trivial conversations with them. 0

I could hear bards singing as the sun was setting, and I could also remember the silhouettes of those who were there. 0

I sometimes hummed the songs in my memories and sang lyrics that were unfamiliar to me.0

It was strange. It was just a simple dream, but it was so vivid… I woke up from the dream, but the sense of loss was so great that it was unimaginable. 0

It was really painful, and it felt like I had forgotten something I wasn't supposed to forget.0

The cute woman before me could be someone from my fragmented memories. I wasn’t certain, but I had...1